Cone gatherers

• It was a good tree by the sea loch, with many cones and much sunshine; it was homely too, with rests among its topmost branches as comfortable as chairs


  Narrator
• for Calum the tree-top was interest enough; in it he was as indigenous as squirrel or bird


  narrator
• we‘re human beings just like them. we need space to live and breathe in


  roderick
• Calum shivered: he knew and feared death


  narrator
• Calum, demoralised as always by hatred, had cowered against the hut, hiding his face


  narrator
• Calum represented, pity so meek as to be paralysed by the suffering that provoked it, ought to be regretted but never despised.


  narrator
• he could have named, item by item, leaf and fruit and branch, the overspreading tree of revulsion in him; but he could not tell the force which made it grow?

  narrator (about Duror )
• since childhood Duror had been repelled by anything living that had an imperfection or deformity or lack: a cat with three legs had roused pity in others, in him an ungovernable disgust


  narrator
• What duror heard was a roaring within him, as if that tree of hatred and revulsion was being tossed by a gale


  narrator
• those two sub-humans


  duror
• in a hut as small as a rabbit hutch, which to him, remained a symbol of humiliation


  narrator (about Neil )
• it astonished duror, that she, so genuinely good, should be helping him in his evil plan


  narrator
• maybe he’ll shoot at us


  calum
• he was like a tree, still showing green leaves; but underground death was creeping along the roots


  narrator (about Duror )
• Calum no longer was one of the beaters; he too was a deer hunted by remorseless men


  narrator
• Calum flung himself upon the deer, clasped it round the neck, and tried to comfort it


  narrator
• rushing upon the stricken deer and the frantic hunchback, he threw the latter off with furious force, and then, seizing the former‘s head with one hand cut its throat savagely with the other. Blood spouted


  narrator (about duror )
• we didn’t treat them fairly


  roderick
• human beings are more important than dogs


  roderick
• roderick knew that the struggle between good and evil never rested: in the world, and in every human being, it went on. the war was an enormous example. good did not always win.


  narrator
• Haven’t we got the right to keep ourselves alive?


  neil
• the gamekeeper was unkempt, with the neck of his shirt grubby


  narrator
• we could have perished in the storm for all she cared


  neil
• though he smiled, he was dead


  narrator ( about Calum )
• she knew that somewhere, on her beloved promontory, Duror, with his face shattered and bloody, lay dead


  narrator (about lady runcie-campbell )
• as she wept pity, and purified hope, and joy welled up in her heart


  narrator (about lady runcie-Campbell)
• he felt in a mood for murder, rape , or suicide


  narrator (about Duror )
• I know that the little one is an evil person 


  Duror